In honor of Bloomsday, here is a passage from Joyce
to go along with King Lear's question:
"Who is it that can tell me who I am?"
William Shakespeare, from King Lear
"Think you're escaping and run into yourself.
Longest way round is the shortest way home."
James Joyce, from Ulysses
Is reading Ulysses still on your "to do" list?
Well, just for a bit of fun, try this minimalist version ~ Haha!
My friend and fellow Modernist, Kathleen O'Gorman says:
"Happy Bloomsday, citizens, phenomenologists, throwaways, foreigners, gentlemen of the press, evermoving wanderers, weavers and unweavers, pedestrians in brown macintoshes, Wandering Soap, sailors crutching around corners, no-one, everyone! Hoping you're well and not in hell!"